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Love has hit me once before, has had me flying high Love has left me down and out, falling right out of the sky. Love has brought me lots of joy, made my life a thrill Love has brought me lots of sorrow, left my heart roadkill. Love, I ask you, why can't you make up your mind? If you cannot answer the question, then that is fine. I think you unsure of yourself, a lost and confused soul You warm people up with fire, but then make life so cold. But I will play your little game, I will be your willing pawn Let you make a joyful spirit then go and break its bond But you guide us blindly into a hold we cannot escape You give to us slowly, but in turn quickly you take.